The side hall beside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's main hall
was the true center of power of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, where the sect master handled his daily affairs.
Ordinarily, only a very small number of people were qualified to enter and leave.
Under normal circumstances, no one dared enter the side hall lightly. But Ning Rongrong was no ordinary person, so naturally no one dared stop her.
Ning Rongrong ran into the side hall from afar, her voice full of excitement:
"Dad!"
She rushed straight inside.
The hall was quiet. Ning Fengzhi was seated in the room on the right. Hearing his daughter's voice, he set down the documents in his hand.
Though Ning Rongrong had the reputation of being a little witch, she was usually very sensible in front of him and knew not to disturb the side hall casually.
Yet she was so excited now, and Xia Yan's and Zhu Zhuqing's auras were behind her.
Something important must have happened.
Ning Fengzhi sat in an exquisitely carved yellow rosewood chair, smiling gently. "What is it, Rongrong?"
"Did something good happen?"
Ning Rongrong was panting, but she did not stop to recover. She directly summoned the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda:
"Dad, look!"
"My Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Ning Fengzhi froze.
Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?
What Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?
His gaze was drawn to the small glazed pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm. It was indeed different from an ordinary Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. At its base, a ring of golden light resembling tulip petals faintly supported it. Even absorbing Soul Rings and Spirit Bones should not have been able to...
Wait...
The number of levels on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda... one, two, three, four... seven... eight... nine...